Not in control
Madison cunninghamThese paranoying thoughts don’t allow me any sleep
I ask myself, how and when did I get here?
When I looked down, I must have allowed an entry way for my fears
We’re not to dwell on the temporary
We’re not to dwell on momentary things, so consuming
We’re not to trust in fickle feelings
But holding loosely to dreaming, and earthly things
Nothing happens like you think… yeah
Whats behind and whats ahead, isn’t left to me
Ive gotta loosen my grip, on what I thought life would be
Your knowledge far surpasses what I can see
All of my ill-judged solutions just prolong this misery
Were not to live through memories
But moving on, and pressing forward, forgetting whats behind
We’re not to live through worry
But let peace fill the void of anxiety
Nothing ever happens like you think
We’re not in control, we’re finite souls, with an infinite creator
We weren’t meant to carry the world on these shoulders
We have such limited views, when fear is our excuse
We try to find an easy way, but thats not where we are meant to stay